Poems by
Sarojini Sahoo


a poem by Sarojini Sahoo

You strike the earth
And it answers
With a metallic ring
You strike it again,
It pours for its sorrows
And asks for a drop of water.

Jaipur awaits
With the thirst
of a blotting paper.
It asks the eyes
Spreading away in pink cars:
Please, may I have
A drop of rain water?

It seems that water sings,
Talks in whispers,
overflows in affection.
How does water
Feel to the touch?